Chapter 3
It Seems I Must Go to Work Even After Falling into a Horror Story, Chapter 003
In the chaotic horror story where people are dying all around, a ticket for survival appeared.
Just like in a movie.
And it’s not an illusion.
‘If you hand over the lost item that was broadcasted, you will be guided out of history as soon as you meet the crew….’
The light of hope is indeed here.
The problem is that the lost item mentioned in the announcement is bizarre beyond belief.
“What was just said? A male adult in his 20s…?”
“A type A male adult’s left eyeball.”
Ko Yeong-eun lowered her head, her face pale.
“A type A probably refers to a blood type.”
“Yeah….”
An oppressive silence fell. They already seemed frightened.
‘…Should I just let this slide?’
After all, if we get off at the correct station, everyone can survive. If one person escapes first, it might create an awkward atmosphere and cause a commotion.
But it didn’t go that easily.
“W-well, wouldn’t it be better to find it?”
“Right. We don’t know what might happen….”
The newbies became so conscious of the announcement that they couldn’t just let it go.
‘…Let’s hold off for now.’
“By any chance, how old are you…?”
“Ah, I’m in my 30s.”
“You look youthful. Oh, I’m type B, so it doesn’t apply to me.”
“Me too….”
Each person checked if they fit the ‘male adult in his 20s with blood type A’ criteria.
However, no one matched the description accurately, and soon the question came around to me.
“By any chance, Kim Sol-eum…?”
I answered simply.
“I’m AB type.”
That was a little lie.
I’m actually type A.
‘But there’s no need to reveal that I’m a target.’
If I’m seen as a beneficiary while the real victim is someone else, it could lead to misunderstandings that prevent me from convincing others later.
“I see, then how about Baek Sa-heon….”
“Wait a moment.”
Suddenly, the person sitting across from me raised their hand with a serious expression.
“Actually… I fit perfectly. That criterion!”
“Ah!”
The way they spoke was so dramatic you’d think they were about to die.
‘There’s no need to worry about that.’
And the reason they suddenly revealed it was obvious.
[This station is Rage, Rage Station.]
An announcement was made indicating we had arrived at a new station.
The station where a staff member would be waiting to receive the lost items.
The faces of the newbies who voluntarily stepped forward were stained with tension.
“Is there anyone else?”
“Yes… it seems that way.”
“Oh dear.”
Baek Sa-heon, sitting next to me, sighed as he asked the other person.
[The doors for disembarkation are on the right….]
“Are you type A?”
“Y-yeah.”
“That’s unfortunate.”
And then a fist flew.
“…?!”
A brutal punch landed mercilessly on the left eye of the newbie who claimed to be a type A in their 20s, followed by a terrible sound of rupture.
Baek Sa-heon struck them with his smartphone in hand at the corner.
It was a blow that almost seemed like he was okay with causing an eye to burst.
“Ugh,”
And just as the person couldn’t even scream properly, they fell.
[The screen door is opening.]
Baek Sa-heon easily jumped over the fallen person and leaped out of the train.
“Y-you just….”
“Ugh!!”
“What’s wrong with you?!”
The onlookers yelled in shock a beat too late.
Baek Sa-heon chuckled.
“You fools. If you can escape with just one eye, you better hurry!”
“…!”
“I told you we can disembark!”
It seemed Baek Sa-heon understood the implications of the announcement perfectly.
-If you find a lost item, please exit at the next station and hand it over to the station staff.
There was a hint that we should pay attention to the announcement, but his judgment was quite bold.
“Well, it’s hard to expect anything from someone telling others to take responsibility for their lives.”
“W-what?!”
On top of that, while spouting such crude remarks, Baek Sa-heon was completely nonchalant. He seemed confident that no one would dare to follow him.
And that was true.
Everyone had seen what happens when you get off at a station you shouldn’t.
“Th-that person….”
Ko Yeong-eun’s face turned beet red with anger, but I couldn’t help but feel a refreshing clarity as things finally started to fit together.
How strange!
His nickname is Viper.
The depiction of Baek Sa-heon in [Dark Exploration Records] totally aligns with that personality.
As a newbie not tainted by society yet, I wondered if he was just naturally like that.
[The exit doors are closing.]
Meanwhile, Baek Sa-heon waved goodbye to the inside of the train.
He seemed to feel good about successfully escaping.
Even if it meant giving up his left eye.
‘Oh dear….’
But, you know…
‘It didn’t even need to come to that.’
While everyone was focused on Baek Sa-heon, I quietly slipped my hand into the cargo compartment from behind.
‘I clearly saw it earlier….’
And as I brushed through, I grabbed something that was precariously placed in an invisible blind spot.
I pulled it out to check the object.
Inside a strange portable lens case was an eyeball.
And a label.
[A type / Female / 27 / R]
What is this, but a candidate for the lost item?
‘In the first place, a lost item isn’t something I lost; it’s something someone else misplaced.’
In truth, this announcement was like a treasure hunt, where we had to hand over the real lost item that matched the description from among several candidates in the cargo compartment.
Well, there were cases where someone accidentally handed over what they had and escaped.
‘Now Baek Sa-heon should be relevant here.’
But what if he learned that he didn’t have to ‘return’ his left eye?
The screen door had already closed. So just before the train set off, when I briefly made eye contact with Baek Sa-heon turning toward the platform,
I raised the lens case containing the eyeball so that it was clearly visible toward the door.
I covered the label, so only one would show up well.
The eyeball.
-…!!
Beyond the door, Baek Sa-heon’s expression changed as he recognized what it was.
But by that time, it was already too late.
[The train departs from Rage Station.]
The train was leaving.
I looked back at the newbie that Baek Sa-heon attacked.
Considering he injured their left eye, it seemed Baek Sa-heon was trying to eliminate any other ‘correct lost items’ besides what he held.
‘Perhaps worried that there might be only one item that could be recognized as lost.’
I thought I couldn’t blame them for trying to escape on their own because they were all trying to survive. But… this crossed the line.
I turned my gaze back to the door.
From behind, I heard loud knocking on the screen door several times.
And faintly, I thought I heard the unique scream of someone in terrible pain drifting away from the platform.
[The lost item was safely handed over to the station staff.]